Wang Dahai kept his gaze straight ahead, not looking at Jiang Yiren, putting on the air of a gentleman as he walked to the edge of the hot spring and crouched down.

Entering the hot spring, wrapped in the warmth of the water, Wang Dahai let out a satisfied sigh of comfort.

He relaxed completely, leaning back against the edge of the pool, arms spread open.

It was then that he suddenly felt something rubbing against him.

Looking down, he saw Ning Mei using her feet to rub against his shins.

Wang Dahai instinctively looked towards Jiang Yiren.

She was still doing yoga, not looking in this direction.

And even if she did look, she wouldn't be able to see.

Ning Mei, with a teasing smile, continued to rub her feet.

Slowly from the shin, her foot moved up to the thigh, and finally rested underneath him.

Stirred by her seduction, Wang Dahai immediately reacted.

This woman was too bold.

Even though Jiang Yiren couldn't see, still...

Wang Dahai suddenly reached down and grabbed her foot.

The hot spring pool wasn't very big, and they weren't far apart.

Holding onto her foot, he climbed up her shin to her thigh, and continued upward, caressing her delicacy through her underwear.

Ning Mei, touched and relaxed, tilted her head back, breathing hotly.

After a while, Wang Dahai suddenly pushed aside the underwear and his fingers explored inside.

"Uh~"

Caught off guard by Wang Dahai's boldness, Ning Mei let out a strange sound.

Jiang Yiren glanced over instinctively.

But she could only see the two leaning against the edge of the pool, not noticing anything amiss.

Ning Mei tightly pursed her lips, her body trembling gently in the hot spring.

Her legs clenched involuntarily.

She pressed against Wang Dahai's hand, trying to make him stop.

But Wang Dahai couldn't stop.

Only when he heard a noise behind him did he pull his hand out.

He turned his head and saw Jiang Yiren sitting on the ground, frequently glancing over here.

Seemingly hesitating whether to join them in the hot spring.

But Wang Dahai was also here.

Soaking in the same small hot spring with a strange man made her a bit worried.

At this moment, Ning Mei spoke, "Yiren, are you done with your exercises?"

"Yeah, I'm done."

"You should come over and soak for a bit, let Wang give you a massage later."

"No need…"

"Come on."

"I think I'll pass."

Hearing this, Wang Dahai felt somewhat disappointed.

He knew what she was worried about.

It was normal.

But after hearing so much from Ning Mei, Wang Dahai had been eager to see more of Jiang Yiren.

Now, that wasn't going to happen.

"Why not soak?"

Ning Mei pretending to be clueless, then showed a sudden realization, "You're not worried about a wardrobe malfunction, are you?"

"Yiren, I didn't expect you to be so conservative."

"Come on, just soak, it's okay."

"You go to the beach in a swimsuit anyway."

"Oh, right."

Ning Mei then said, "Wang, go get those rose petals over there and sprinkle them in the water."

"That way, when Yiren gets in, he won't be able to see anything."

Wang Dahai hmmed in agreement, standing up from the pool.

Water streaming down his body, accentuating the contours of his muscles.

The appearance inside his underwear had quietly changed.

Previously bulging, now it stood erect like a spear.

Jiang Yiren, catching a glimpse, was taken aback and shyly turned her head away.

Wang Dahai scattered rose petals around, completely covering the pond, obscuring everything underwater.

Wang Dahai lay down again, and under Ning Mei's urging, Jiang Yiren finally compromised.

She took off her clothes, revealing her delicate and beautiful collarbones.

Wang Dahai immediately concluded that she must exercise frequently.

Her shoulders, waist, and thighs all bore traces of training.

This made her body even more toned.

Especially those thighs, unlike other women's slender ones, they were more well-proportioned, exuding a healthy beauty.

When she bent down to remove her pants, facing away from Wang Dahai, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Yiren's round buttocks, soft as dough.

Her waist was slim to an almost exaggerated degree.

To be precise, it wasn't that it was extremely slim, but because her buttocks and breasts were prominent, making her waist appear overly slender by comparison.

This figure reminded Wang Dahai of female characters in comics.

It was simply the most standard Korean comic female protagonist's figure.

If she were to wear a stepmother's skirt, who knows how explosive and tempting that would be.

Turning around, Jiang Yiren saw Wang Dahai staring at her, and she subconsciously lowered her head, but restrained herself.

She maintained a serene smile, gracefully approaching.

Yet, Wang Dahai still detected a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

As she approached the poolside, Wang Dahai caught a whiff of a fragrant breeze.

Up close, her skin was dazzlingly white.

Her light gray seamless underwear just about covered her pubic area.

Moreover, Wang Dahai could even discern the clear outline of her lips through the thin underwear.

Extremely plump and full.

Just a few glances had already strongly aroused Wang Dahai.

Suddenly, he felt a hand reaching over.

He glanced at Ning Mei.

Ning Mei was still lying next to him, her actions obscured by the rose petals.

She pulled down Wang Dahai's underwear, gently holding it, and with a smile asked, "Wang, is Yiren beautiful?"

"Cough cough," Wang Dahai replied, "Beautiful."

"Then who do you think is more beautiful, me or Yiren?"

Wang Dahai was stumped, what kind of hellish question was this.

Jiang Yiren had already entered the pool.

It was a small, round pool, and it was somewhat crowded with three people.

Wang Dahai could touch her with just an outstretched hand.

But he dared not act recklessly.

"Sister Ning, don't ask such questions," Jiang Yiren playfully chided.

Ning Mei chuckled lightly, but didn't stop her hand.

Wang Dahai, encouraged, grabbed hold of Ning Mei's fullness and kneaded fiercely.

Jiang Yiren couldn't see, and didn't know what was happening under the petals.

She picked up a steam eye mask from the side and lay back to rest.

But just as she put on the mask, she suddenly felt a hand caressing her calf.

Her body shook, her heart racing.

Then she heard Ning Mei say, "Yiren, your skin is really nice, truly enviable."

Jiang Yiren's heart relaxed, and her tense nerves eased.

It turned out to be Ning Mei touching her.

"Sister Ning, your skin condition is great too."

"No matter how good, I can't withstand the ravages of time."

Ning Mei sighed lightly, her hand moving from the calf upwards to the thigh; despite being the same sex, Jiang Yiren felt a bit awkward and strange.

As Ning Mei touched her, she then withdrew her hand.

At that moment, Wang Dahai felt Ning Mei grabbing his hand and guiding it toward Jiang Yiren.

Wang Dahai was startled and hastily stopped.

But he saw Ning Mei mouth silently, Wang Dahai reading her lips.

"It's okay."

It's okay...

How could it be okay?

Ning Mei then called him a "coward."

Wang Dahai clenched his teeth, no longer resisting, letting her place his hand on Jiang Yiren's calf.

The moment of contact made Wang Dahai's body tremble with excitement.

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